The super-A school grass turned into a cannon fodder omega!

The grade director did what he said, and really brought melon seeds for Wang Hao to eat in the corridor. Wang Hao ate for a whole afternoon, and enjoyed the treatment of the whole school. People from the first and third years came to watch.

Ji Cenzhou and the others couldn't see it, so they grabbed a handful and ate some for him, but melon seeds are really more and more eaten, and the more they eat, the more hopeless they become.

After eating, Wang Hao expressed that he no longer wanted to eat melon seeds.

A weekend passed, and when school started on Monday, the teachers had already graded the papers, but the age rankings had not yet been calculated.

When Xu Lei was in class, Wang Hao asked him: "Mr. Xu, how old is our class this time?"

Xu Lei drank tea and said, "The total score hasn't come out yet, and I don't have an exact ranking here."

He paused for a moment and then said: "But to be honest with other subjects, our class did very well this time."

"Then what is the ranking that will allow you to take the title of the youngest teacher?"

Xu Lei was stunned, "How do you know about the selection?"

"Not only do we know, but we also know a lot. Don't worry, Mr. Xu, we will definitely help you get it down, so that Mr. Huang will not continue to embarrass you in front of you."

Xu Lei had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

He never imagined that one day his students would think of him and work hard for him.

In fact, he has long known that education is a two-way process, but the teacher outputs more and is more obvious.

Wang Hao patted Xu Lei on the shoulder, "Mr. Xue, you are a provincial excellent teacher. How can you let Mr. Huang bully you? Wait, after the ranking comes out, you will follow to show off!"

Xu Lei smiled.

From the bottom of his heart, he doesn't care about these external things, because these can't bring him real happiness, but he is very moved and proud now, not because of the title of the best age, but because his students are sincerely protecting him .

The results came down, and the ten classes rushed to the front of the ranking list.

It happened that Da Ruan was also there, and he was a little stunned, "Ri Tian, ​​is there something wrong with your class? Why is the monthly exam like this, and the midterm exam is like this? What is the great attraction of this list for you guys? ?”

Wang Hao ignored him, and instead pointed to the ranking and said, "Unfortunately, it will be difficult for me to be in the same examination room as you in the future."

Da Ruan was stunned. Seeing that Wang Hao's noun had improved by nearly a hundred, he said in surprise: "Ritian, you have changed. Didn't we agree to stay together and fly together? Why are you alone? So many names have been advanced!"

Wang Hao put his hips on his hips, his expression was in place, "Brother is now flying on a branch to become a phoenix, the princess insists on letting me be his son-in-law, I can't help it, but you must always remember that your heart is always with you of."

Da Ruan: "..."

Acting is not good enough, in terms of the level of acting excellence, Wang Hao is ranked second, and no one dares to be ranked first.

Because it is just a single person's grade, it is impossible to predict the grade of the class, but in the end, everyone has the final say, if most of them have improved, the class's ranking in the grade will have improved a lot.

After Class Ten waited anxiously, the results finally came out.

The class ranks first in the grade.

Li Tianrui was going crazy, so he immediately called Wang Hao and the others to go to the gate of Class Eight, trying to piss off Class Eight with words alone.

Bai Yu looked at it and only sighed, "Why bother? When will the grievances be repaid? Afterwards, the eighth squad will definitely fight against us. What's the good of having multiple enemies?"

Ji Cenzhou also knew that this kind of behavior was very naive and excessive, but he still couldn't help saying: "This is the romance of a man!"

"Romantic? I think it's so naive." Bai Yu couldn't help but complain.

"One day you will also experience this romance."

Jiang Mosen interjected, "You passed the tenth grade exam this time?"

Ji Cenzhou raised his eyebrows at him, with a very flamboyant attitude: "Are you afraid? I'll overtake you soon."

The sunlight shone into the room through the curtains and fell on Ji Cenzhou's side face, which was inexplicably dazzling.

Jiang Mosen couldn't tell whether it was sunlight or Ji Cenzhou's own light.

"Don't be afraid, I'll wait for you to catch up with me." Jiang Mosen said.

"Jiang Mosen, you've been very arrogant recently." Ji Cenzhou joked, "Can't you pretend to be anxious and scared? You make me feel very unfulfilled."

"What kind of anxiety method?" Jiang Mosen thought for a while and said, "Why don't I help you with physics tuition? Then you won't be able to surpass me."

Ji Cenzhou: "..."

He thought about the physics he had just passed [-], and begged for mercy: "Brother Jiang, you are the best, brother Jiang, you are the best, brother Jiang will definitely teach me physics, right?"

Jiang Mosen smiled.

Call him by his full name when he has nothing to ask, and Brother Jiang when he has something to ask for, Ji Cenzhou can stretch and bend.

Jiang Mosen smiled: "Wait for me after school."

******

The award for the best teacher in the grade came out soon, Xu Lei's name was reported, and the students in Class [-] breathed a sigh of relief.

After a few days of peaceful life, everyone became commotion again.

The art festival is here, and every class has to perform on stage.

Yang Shu, as a literary and art committee member, is in charge of organizing this matter.

"Creative ideas." Yang Shu said on the podium, "We need to show new ideas!"

Everyone responded, Wang Hao couldn't help but said: "We can have new ideas, but are you sure we won't be bombarded by the teacher?"

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The art festival performance is relatively formal, and the school leaders will watch it below. If they are too innovative and exceed the limits of the leaders, they may really be kicked out.

After discussing for a long time, everyone finally decided on the mode of speech plus singing.

Although the form is very old, it is indeed the safest form.

Once the form is settled, it is the person who decides the speech.

Yang Shu directly chose Jiang Mosen and Ji Cenzhou, and the whole class agreed.

Ji Cenzhou was dumbfounded and asked, "Why did you choose me?"

"Because you and Brother Jiang are the face and face of our class," Yang Shu patted him on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, you can do it."

Ji Cenzhou really wanted to say that he couldn't do it, but the atmosphere in the class was so good, he was too embarrassed to say so, so he had to admit it.

Ji Cenzhou winked at Jiang Mosen and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you resist?"

"Resistance is useless." Jiang Mosen's expression was unusually calm, "I have resisted before, but the result will not change."

Ji Cenzhou felt sorry for him. With his looks and achievements, Jiang Mosen guessed that he was the one who gave speeches since he was a child.

He shrugged and clasped his fists at Jiang Mosen, "Senior, please pay more."

Jiang Mosen's eyes were full of smiles, "It's easy to say."

******

There was still nearly a week before their performance at the Li Art Festival. Ji Cenzhou and Jiang Mosen not only had to participate in the rehearsal of the chorus, but they were also left alone to have a small talk.

Yang Shu chose a very positive speech for them.

In the magnificent music, Ji Cenzhou followed Jiang Mosen from beginning to end, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "I have never experienced such a serious experience in my life."

Yang Shu applauded him, "Very good, Brother Ji, you are so talented, you just need to be more imposing."

"A little more momentum?"

"Yes, you're pretty good just looking at you, but you feel a little weaker when you're with Brother Jiang."

Ji Cenzhou narrowed his eyes dangerously, he is a majestic school bully, how can he be weaker than others?

Jiang Mosen said with great desire to survive: "I took a shortcut, and I pronounced it in Dantian."

"Dantian?"

"Yes, pronounce it in Dantian, full of energy, and your voice won't get tired." Jiang Mosen said.

It happened that Yang Shu was also going to watch the chorus rehearsal, so she said to them: "You guys practice first, I will go back as soon as I go."

After Yang Shu left, Jiang Mosen told him the secret of using the dantian pronunciation, but Ji Cenzhou tried it and found that he still couldn't do it.

"In this way, you use your index finger and middle finger to place two to three fingers below the navel, and make a sound of "he". When you use the dantian to make the sound, you will feel that the place where the fingers touch on the abdomen becomes hard, not soft. The feeling of lying down."

Ji Cenzhou tried it, and said honestly, "I can't feel it."

Jiang Mosen: "Did you find the right position?"

"You help me find it." Ji Cenzhou's tone was very casual.

Jiang Mosen narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said in a low voice, "Let me help you, are you sure?"

Ji Cenzhou was obviously not aware of the danger, and said, "You can come if you are told, there is no certainty."

"it is good."

Jiang Mosen walked over, and the two of them were very close. Ji Cenzhou could smell the laundry soap on Jiang Mosen's body. The smell was very refreshing, but not as good as the smell of mint wine.

Jiang Mosen bent slightly, put one hand on the table behind Ji Cenzhou, and put the other on Ji Cenzhou's waist, his voice was low and magnetic, "This is the place."

There was only a thin layer of fabric, and Ji Cenzhou felt that Jiang Mosen's fingertips had directly touched his skin, and the place where it touched was numb, like an electric shock.

One side of his body was numb, and in this posture, it was as if he was being held in Jiang Mosen's arms. He lowered his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Jiang Mosen's lips in a mysterious way. As Jiang Mosen spoke, he could see Jiang Mosen's canine teeth.

He couldn't help but think of the feeling of Jiang Mosen holding him in his arms, burying his head in his neck, and the feeling of tiger teeth piercing his glands.

A little sore, and a little numb.

After the temporary marking is over, Jiang Mosen's lips will touch the pierced place, like a light kiss.

Thinking of this, Ji Cenzhou's body became hot uncontrollably, his ears and neck were stained with light pink, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost couldn't stand up.

"You have learned it." When he regained consciousness, Jiang Mosen had already withdrawn and left, looking down at him expressionlessly.

Ji Cenzhou coughed twice, his mind was in a mess, and many thoughts flashed by, too fast for him to grasp.

"Well, I've learned it." Ji Cenzhou didn't dare to look at Jiang Mosen, his eyes flicked left and right, "Why hasn't Yang Shu come back yet?"

Jiang Mosen noticed Ji Cenzhou's red ears and his unnatural expression, and was taken aback.

Ji Cenzhou is so shy!

Ji Cenzhou finally knows how to be shy! !

Jiang Mosen felt as if he had finally taken the first step in the [-]-mile long march, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

Ji Cenzhou noticed it, and the tip of his ears became redder, and he tried to hold on to his momentum, "Who made you...smile, and still, smile so beautifully."

Realizing that he had said something wrong, he became more and more regretful, and his face was completely red.

Jiang Mosen coughed and looked away.

Ji Cenzhou is so fucking cute, it's just too damn cute!